Our journey out to Vegas was marked by a lot of driving. We left at about six am and were on the journey to destruction. We made it to some small town where we got an oil change and started what would be the expansion of our stomachs. I'm talking about All You Can Eat Buffets. The first one was a Chinese Buffet. We ate the shit out potstickes, rice, eggrolls, and a variety of entrees. Delicious. After seriously stuffing ourselves, we were once again on the road. Once we realized that it was super hot, it was gonna be super duper hot in Death Valley, and it would seriously reduce our party time in Vegas we nixed Death Valley and drove straight through to Vegas. Eventually we made it and it was on.
Check in was flawless, which made it easier to get our party on. In the hotel room we promptly pounded the bottle of vodka we hadn't opened yet. This would prove to making us all drunk, except for Janssen who was in her own world at the moment. Once we had nothing more to drink, we had to make it out on the town. A guy we had met in LA hooked us up in Vegas and got us on the list for XS. This is the most expensive nightclub ever built and from what I remember it was fun, but I was all over in life. From what I recall there was a pool that is part of the dance floor. Crazy. Towards the end of the evening Janssen and I just went back to the room and passed out. The guys stayed out until 6 am. We woke up early and started the next day....oh man..what a day.
Janssen and I woke up with one goal for the day and that was to party. So, naturally, we started our day off with a power hour. We then were going to wander around Vegas, but only made it to a tapas place where we enjoyed sangria, guacamole, and some sort of meat. It was delicious. By this point we were drunk and full and ready for a nap, yet we still stopped a liquor store and bought more booze. We got back to the hotel and napped. While walking back, we learned about my brown heels. Janssen was wearing them and discovered that they are made out of something that melts in intense heat, because as she walked the heels bent. They were fixable once we got to the shade...It was just silly. Once we all woke up from the nap we decided it was food time again...we may have drank before food...I think we did...I'm pretty sure we did...After properly messing up our judgement we went to an all you can eat buffet, for the second day in a row. It was excessive. It was Vegas. It was American. After dinner, it was time for our evening. This time we decided that we should really up it and go to Pure, which is located in Caesar's and is apparently ranked a top club in the country. We got ourselves on the guestlist, which gets you past the line and in for free. Once inside the guys and girls split up. The guys probably had a great night...the ladies decided to go back by the DJ and do the whole bottle service deal. It was pretty cool...pretty fun. I can't remember the dj's name, but I vaguely remember calling the starkillers guy or something...It was a good time that ended with Janssen and I finding the guys and leaving. The guys who had taken us behind with the dj were not happy that we weren't leaving with them, but well, we do what we want. That pretty much ended Vegas.
I'm pretty sure I'll go back and do it up differently. By this I mean I'll go see a show, gamble, party and remember more of it. What's impressive about this experience though is that I had a fake ID in Vegas and we got into some really awesome clubs. Oh, I just remembered what really ended Vegas. Another All You Can Eat Buffet. We went ALL out. The table was just covered with food. All of us were in physical and emotional pain. We've made it official that anytime the four of us get together we are eating at buffets. I love it.
So, no one died in Vegas...I wasn't arrested, but I ate and I partied and well that's kind of all you need. Vegas, I'll see you again later in life.
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